Chapter Ninety-Nine

Colton kept his gun drawn on the shooter, but didn’t know what to do next. It was as if Angel was under some kind of spell. She still had her gun up, but she looked almost…terrified. He’d never seen her like this before. At such a mental impasse.

It was clear she and this man knew one another, but Colton hadn’t been able to hear the name she’d muttered upon seeing him. Who the hell was he?

Shooting the guy was not a choice until he knew exactly what was going on with Angel.

However, the man still had a firm hold on the case containing the stolen technology, which most likely meant he was the one who’d killed Zeller and taken it.

So why wasn’t she acting? The asshole was going to get away.

“It’s nice to see you again,” the man said. “Sorry we don’t have more time to catch up.” He laughed.

Colton gripped his gun tighter. Jealousy now heightened his need to shoot this son of a bitch.

“But… You’re dead,” she whispered.

Colton frowned. What the hell?

“Angel?” he called steadily, hoping he could bring her back. He might have shaken her if she had been closer. “What’s going on?”

Nothing.

She just continued to stare at the man who was now turning to leave, his weapon still at the ready in his right hand and holding the case in his left.

Colton made a decision and pulled the trigger.

A split second after the killer did the same.